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with my address written on it. It was black and squishy by the time it arrived.
I once sent a friend some Immodium with a stamp stuck directly on the box and the name/address scribbled on it
Why ten? Because the author had glued THEIR TOENAIL CLIPPINGS onto the page where each c should've been.
They'd also engineered it so that two of the sentences began with that letter, so they could use the big toe nail to do the capital letters.
Most recent would be the letter from the person that thinks I'm a spy.
It was mushed up and came with a note from the Royal Mail saying that it'd broken one of their machines.
i shit you not. just that, in a jiffy bag, no return address, no compliments slip or anything but definitely addressed to me. it MUST have been hate mail
there's an amazon wishlist of someone with the same name as me (birth date June 4th 1918) with one single book on it.
added 25 June* 2004. i.e. 3 weeks after his 82nd birthday. :-(
he'll be 89** now, if alive. :-/
(* MsWza's birthday)
(** my grandads age when he passed away earlier this year)
www.amazon.co.uk/dp/0330027425 - 19 Used & New from £0.01.
when i remember all of ^this, i toy with the idea of gifting it. and then think that it'd be a bit weird to (wouldn't it?).
He probably just doesn;t use his wishlist.
but inside was 20 quid, and a note that simply read:
For services rendered. Joe.
Not that odd but we lived next to a brothel, it was totally blowjob money. We brought beer. LAD
and inside, there was a hand written note that said I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE, BUT THAT DOESN'T MATTER.
that was it. i have no idea where it came from, at all.
(Because it seemed to get lost in the other thread, it WAS true):
your life is like etc etc
I just remember reading about it in Varsity.
"I knew I could get into trouble for it. I do not think it crossed my mind that it was morally wrong."
In what way did you threaten them? Did you take your glove off, slap one of them round the face and say, "Damn your eyes, sir! I shall have satisfaction"?
From a London based companies Natwest account, sent from Indonesia inside a handwritten envelope, addressed to me.
I took it into Natwest who confirmed it was a fake. No shit.
Why it was addressed to me i have no idea, but there was a time back then where i was defrauded a substantial amount of money from my bank account. Not sure if it was related. Cloned my card apparently.
I suggest you recommend the sender amend his diet
you know - the RU A SEXY BROWNIE one.
I remember that.
I remember it made me sad, though.
but some mates of mine and I did once post an inflated helium balloon to another mate. It was delivered.
1 'Spreader Bar' - we didn't know what it was until we read the manual.
1 Boot dildo-strap - yes, the username again feels an error of judgement...
1 mouth gag thing with orange ball type thing to...er....gag on.
1 set of leather handcuffs - pretty tame considering the rest of the items.
All in the same package - delivered to our student flat rather than the 'Lady' who lived below us - in error.
We were too embarrased to take it down and hand it to her in case it wasn't her either, but she recieved an identically shaped replacement package a few weeks later - so clearly they were hers.
No, didn't use any of it. No, don't still have any of it. No pics but it did happen.
is reading a post featuring this kind of material, and then afterwards seeing that it was posted by you :D
And I once got sent a set of Simpsons sunscreen by a PR, which smelled truly beautiful but was a frankly odd green colour.
Then about three months after I'd left the job, someone sent me a copy of Up for Wii and Marvel Super Squad for DS. No press release, no cover letter, no return address, no idea at all. Traded them in for a Wii remote.
but once in an old job i found out nicky butt's home address and send him a love letter
from the age of about 14 to 16, I used to send an Ann Summers catty to my mate as you could request them for free from the website. His name was alex so I used to send one about once a month addressed to 'Alexandra'.
I never told him and he never mentioned it. I'd completely forgotten about it until reading this thread, I'm going to ask him next time I see him.
The end x
and I found another whole shoebox full in my cupboard. The only one I've opened so far is a Christmas card that arrived and then proudly went on display, but I really want to open some more before we move out. THEY'RE NEVER GONNA COME BACK FOR THEM AND I'M STRANGELY CURIOUS.
On the day before Christmas Eve, the day we closed for good, we had an envelope delivered addressed to "The Buying Department". Inside was a collection of totally random, almost sinister shit. Photographs with peoples faces crossed out. A torn up piece of map, some strange lettering, a picture of a house with an arrow drawn on it pointing towards a set of doorbells. some other things I can't remember now.
It kept us amused and confused on the last day of trading. I stil have it somwwhere in England. Part of me thinks it might have been an inside prank, part of me thinks it was an elaborate promotion tool (although everything inside were the originals, no photocopies or anything). Totally loved it though.